Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Candidate For Goddess

Goddess, Gatekeeper and the Dragon

"Magic, woven from the first breath of time, Love, fathomless as the midnight abyss, Friendship, a constellation of unwavering light, And rivalry, the inescapable hand of destiny's twist." Both were princesses, yet only one was known. Isabella and Stella—twins born to the mighty wizard king, Lawrence. While Stella, blessed with celestial magic, was adored and celebrated in the grand kingdom of Mythiopia, Isabella was but a whisper lost to time, a magical void abandoned in the human realm, her very existence forgotten by her people. Yet, in the human world, as an orphan, she found a home. She found Dylan—her unwavering constant, her solace. Both remained blissfully unaware of the fate woven for them millennia ago, of the destiny that loomed ever closer. Would Isabella ever find her way back to the magical realm? And if she did, would she even wish to stay? ------------ Calhoun, the eldest beast prince of Vandrad, yet the disgrace of the royal lineage. Born to the mighty Dragon King, yet devoid of a beast within him. His life had been a careful dance upon a battlefield, each step a measured response to the schemes of those who sought his downfall. He had long accepted his fate, learned to survive with what little was granted to him. But what happens when fate offers him something different—when, for once, he is given the freedom to be something more than a shadow? Will he finally understand himself, unravel the mysteries that bind him? Will he rise to his destined place in the grand design of fate? Will the beast within him awaken at last? Or will he remain forever the shunned prince, a legend written in sorrow?
Z_Orion · 4.2K Views

Signing-In: The Lazy Moon Goddess

Yue Xuexia is just an ordinary salted fish that rarely lives in her house, but suddenly one day she woke up, received a sign-in system, and thought she was dreaming. The sign-in system rewarded her with multiple things, including houses, money, cars, and talent scrolls, which led her to the life of the richest lady in the world. She could sign in once a day. One morning, with her eyes groggily and blurry, Xuexia was welcomed by a holographic screen only she could see. Yes, like the ones in the novels and manga. Ding! Xuexia waves her hand in the empty air and mumbles, "Noisy, I told you to turn off the damn alarm, whoever owns it!" When a robotic voice lingered near her ears saying, Signed in successfully. Congratulations to the host, and you've received [1 Million RMB in cash!] Xuexia, who is currently in need of great money, was in disbelief as she looked at the words one million and laughed. "Heh~ even in my dream, I was wishing to receive free money. What nonsense, let's go back to sleep. Yue Xuexia was about to close her eyes back to sleep when the old touch screen phone near her pillow vibrates. Bzzt~ Bzzzzzt~ "Urg~ who the hell is calling now?" complained Yue Xuexia in her half-asleep state. She picked up the phone only to see a message notification saying the following words: [Your bank card account ending with 5567 had received a deposit transfer from XXXX at 6:45 am. You had received a 1 million deposit and your current saving balance is 1,003,000.00 RMB (Autumn Field landbank)] Yue Xuaxia mumbled in disbelief and said, "Fucking hell! This is awesome." Who doesn’t like free things?~' This lady wants it too!!!
Nilphy · 1.1M Views

For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
Zeisn · 0 Views
Related Topics
More